Lewis And Clark
(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis)

Now Arnold Jones an’ MaryBeth Jensen’s in a ’Vette down by the Deep Rock
Had John Denver on the 8-track, gettin’ high
MaryBeth’s wig was on the floor
An’ Arnold’s feet was out the door
When we shined our flashlight in Arnold’s startled eyes
I says “What chew doin’ boy?
“Don’t chew know that’s against the law?
“We just gonna hafta get this situation under control
“Now my name is Fairweather Lewis an’ this here’s Willard Clark
We the Pottawattamie County Love Patrol.”

Then we spied ol’ Marvin Kline a-headin’ south on twenty-nine
Like a midnight auto ac-cessory store on wheels
His trunk was full a’ hub caps
An’ his back seat full a’ tires
When we picked him up and made him spread his heels
I says, “Hands up-on the wall, boy
“You allowed t’ make one call
“We just gonna hafta get this situation under control
“’Cause, see, I’m Fairweather Lewis, an’ this here’s Willard Clark
“We the Pottawattamie County Rip-off Patrol.”

Then Orval Hinkle left the Go-Go Club on his brand-new motor-sickle
Runnin’ stop-lights, raisin’ hell an’ causin’ accidents
His brain was doin’ wheelies
An’ his blood was three-two beer
When we nailed him in his driveway at his residence
I says, “Orval, you’re in trouble boy
“But if you’ll blow this here balloon up
“We gonna get your situation under control
“Now I’m Captain Fairweather Lewis an’ this here’s Willard Clark
“We the Pottawattamie County Juice Patrol.”

Then we’s passin’ by the Dew Drop Inn when he heard this woman scream
So we pulled on in an’ parked an’ got the guns out
Well we bashed on through the lobby into unit seventeen
There’s twenty-eight folks in there without no clothes on.
I says “Everbody up against the wall; show us yer identification.
“We just gonna definitely get this situation under control
“’Cause my name is Fairweather Lewis, an’ this here’s Willard Clark
“We the Pottawattamie County Sin Patrol.”